ψ The Dead Women of Juarez

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Intro: This page is for brief biographies on each dream character for the proposed dream table.

La Calchona:

http://calchona.bravehost.com

La Llorona:

Credit: http://www.arco-iris.com

"The legend of La Llorona (pronounced "LAH yoh ROH nah"), Spanish for the Weeping Woman, has been a part of Hispanic culture in the Southwest since the days of the conquistadores.  The tall, thin spirit is said to be blessed with natural beauty and long flowing black hair.  Wearing a white gown, she roams the rivers and creeks, wailing into the night and searching for children to drag, screaming to a watery grave."

http://www.legendsofamerica.com/HC-WeepingWoman1.html

As heavy clouds covered the stars, and everything was still and quiet, a small hole slowly opened up in the clouds to let a hazy, silver moon shine through.  The boy stood dumb struck, as he saw a ghostly white form rise up out of the water.  Then, he heard the sound.  It was a terrible crying sound.  “Mis ninos!”  He wanted to run, but his legs would not obey, and he felt a harsh coldness slowly move up his backbone.  All the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.  His mind screamed for him to run, but his legs would not move.  He stood rooted to the ground, as a tall woman with a long, thin, pale face that was white as chalk with large, deep empty eyes reached out a withe and moaned in a pitiful voice, “Mis ninos!”

The hand took hold of his arm and wrapped long, bony, cold fingers around his wrist.  The fingers began to squeeze tighter and tighter.  Although his fear was intense, he could not move.  It was like a terrible dream where a person just cannot move, and whatever is after you just gets closer and closer.  The boy felt the woman tugging him step by step toward the water, and he was powerless to fight back.

“Mis ninos,” she wailed, and her mouth was as dark and cavernous as the night sky.  She pulled him toward the water, drawing him closer and closer to her.

At that moment a church bell rang.  By the time that first tone had wavered off into the night, the boy felt that the icy grip on his wrist was growing looser.  The bell rang again and again, and it was as if her fingers were melting away.  By the last peal, he was free.

The boy ran home.  When he got home, his mother was very angry, until she saw the whiteness of his face.  She demanded to know what had happened, but the boy could no longer speak. "

http://www.theoutlaws.com/ghosts3.htm

Kokopelli:

http://channeling.bravehost.com

"The Kachina cult has been described as a common denominator in Hopi religion. Nearly every Hopi takes part in it, and Kachinas are a popular and much discussed feature of Hopi life. Hopi Kachinas are supernaturals, embodying the spirits of living things and also the spirits of ancestors who have died and become a part of nature. Kachinas are believed to possess powers over nature, especially the weather, but higher gods limit the extent of their powers. There are still other supernaturals in the Hopi pantheon that are not Kachinas, but which affect Kachinas."

http://www.ikachina.com/kachdef.htm

What is an archetype?

"First of all, an archetype is a pattern: a primordial
psychic ordering of an image that has a collective or
generalized quality; it can be understood, therefore,
to derive from the collective transpersonal objective
psyche – rather than from the personal psyche. That is
one aspect of an archetype. The other aspect to which
we do not pay quite as much attention – but which
deserves emphasis – is that the archetype is a dynamic
energy: it is a living organism, a psychic organism
that inhabits the collective psyche. And the fact that
an archetype is both a pattern and an agency means
that any encounter with an archetype will have these
two aspects (Edinger 1999)."

Timbre of the Spheres: The Bullroarer and the Magic
Wheel

Bethe Hagens, College of Graduate Studies, Union
Institute & University, USA

Edinger, Edward. 1999. Archetype of the apocalypse: A
Jungian study of the Book of Revelation. Chicago: Open
Court.